Lyrics Brand New - Foreign Fields, SYML

Brand New

In the mirror fall away, when you’re face to face
Finally tears drop, you’re letting the tears drop
Filling up your heart again when you’re face to face
Reincarnate, the mirror falls away
The first time that you hear it, speaking when you’ll need it
When you’re face down on, find your way home
But finally you feel it, the first time that you need it
On the crown of your lips on my way home
Broken down, lost in my mind, are you calling my name?
I think that I can hear you, I need to be near you
The shadow figure open the light, I am face to face
Reincarnate, the mirror falls away
The first time that you hear it, speaking when you’ll need it
When you’re face down on, find your way home
Finally you feel it, the first time that you need it
On the crown of your lips on my way home
I’m feeling brand new
I’m feeling brand new
Talk to me to see it through, see it through
I’m feeling brand new
I’m feeling brand new
Talk to me to see it through, see it through
The first time that you hear it, speaking when you’ll need it
When you’re face down on, find your way home
But finally you feel it, the first time that you need it
(I'm feeling brand new)
On the crown of your lips on my way home
(I'm feeling brand new)
The first time that you hear it (I'm feeling brand new)
Speaking when you’ll need it (I'm feeling brand new)
When you’re face down on (I'm feeling)
Find your way home (I'm feeling brand new)
But finally you feel it (I'm feeling brand new)
The first time that you need it (I'm feeling brand new)
On the crown of your lips on my way home (I'm feeling)
Lungs filled with air, struggling to catch our breath
We have lost our way along the southern path
Used between here and now, I know they are there
Stories pile up, increasing circles
The grip of the soil turning earth trapped deep in the wild
Breathless, eyes closed, we search for answers outside
In decades, a flightless flight
We fill years upon a grave
The words are buried there
Between years trapped together, January to January
Working to find our way home
And we finally feel it as the rain and trees clear up
Future, past, we are here
The air is exhausted
We are home